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Pretty, cute, and not so dumb.
Starting in early April there are quails everywhere on Cottonwood Estate, where Forgotten Hill B&B is located. At first there are only adult quails. The females walk around clucking softly while the males call loudly. To my ears, many of the males seem to be calling “McGregor! McGregor! McGregor!”; which gives me the impression that they’re hocking McGregor socks……
Read articleA strange noise
The phone rings and I answer.
“There is a problem with the toilet in the Elephant Room” she announces at the other end.
“What kind of problem?” I ask cautiously. I tend to be cautious with problems. Problems can go only two ways: minor, or major. So anytime there is a “problem”, I’m careful.
Another uninvited visitor
I saw it at the back of the garage when I came out of the house, a fresh cup of coffee in hand. The marmot was busy inspecting some stuff on a wooden shelf I have there. It was standing on its back legs, grabbing something with its “hands”. Marmots don’t really have “hands” but…
Read articlePartridge with the porridge
From the spring through the late fall, we usually take our morning coffee outside, under the veranda.
Read articleTable Crashing
Visualize this: you’re sitting outside, enjoying a glass of wine, admiring the view, looking at the stars. It’s summer, it’s 25°C (77°F) and around 10 pm.
Read articleFooled… Again.
I spotted it out of the corner of my eye, as I was picking up some keys from the top of a piece of furniture we have in the entrance…
Read articleA talented singer
It was summer. At that period of the year, the sky is bright by 4:30 am. I was awake, not much choice about it since the bedroom windows face east. It was so bright in there that one could have read even though the metal blinds were shut.
That’s when I heard it…
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